Twas the night before last, when all through the house,
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
When, what, to my wonder eyes should appear...
Running back up the stairs before I "saw" him.
Stopping to model for me.
His brother being as quiet as a mouse.
His sister doing her best to keep her brothers from laughing.
The kids are camping out upstairs for a few days while I work on cleaning (ie purging) their rooms. But, now I'm thinking maybe we'll just keep them up there.